Sonnettics

I wonder what the world will think of next
I wonder if it gives a shit at all
The world is just a word of simple text
Simplicity, the god before the fall
So now I watch and wait and wonder too
The world is more complex than what it was
The world was once simplicity I knew
So does it give a shit? Perhaps it does
Perception is the mirror we perceive
Reflecting what we think we ought to see
The blindness of humanity may grieve
To find what’s next reveals what’s meant to be
A simple couplet ends the world’s great verse
A simple wondrous rhyme. It could be worse.

The rockets tear at night above Ukraine
While Gaza burns and children choke on dust
Taiwan is warned by shadows in the rain
And treaties rot, corroded into rust.

Here in America the guns don’t sleep
They prowl through schools, through markets, through the night
Our blood is cheap, the graves are dug too deep
The headlines blur, yet never end the fight

The planet scorched, the oceans forced to rise
Refugees march where borders slam them shut
We call it peace, but peace itself now dies
A word that’s strangled, ravaged in the gut

Don’t ask what front: the front is everywhere
This war is now. It thickens in the air.